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Lonely weekend
Friday, June 28, 2002
I guess I know it will be, but I have a hard time accepting. If only I had someone to go out into the dark with and give the time some meaning. I laugh a lot and twist my neck, but it sure hurts to laugh a big fit and then realize there is no one to share it with.

I think it will be me and records tonight.

I always keep hope that I will be lucky and bold but can't help fearing the sting that will come when I start to hate my life. It's these moments when Bruce Springsteen means the most.

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